she melts and mends. all the pieces scatter and shatter. and then they fit right back together.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

vicodin dreams

i made a blackberry tart yesterday. with a shortbread crust. and a crumb topping. i had it for dinner last night, breakfast this morning, and lunch today.

in my quest to take over the internet i have started a yelp profile and wrote my first review. reviewing is fun! te he he...

i also have a flickr page, a myspace, and a blog (duh). funny that i have so much of myself on the internet knowing that no one even reads this shit or cares about stupid little me. but oh well.

updates:

- i was asked a very unsettling question last night by my boyfriend. "why did you quit drinking"? i stared at him wide eyed for a minute not sure what he was saying. and then it hit me. he was right. i stopped drinking. shocking...i had not even realized. i went from drinking a couple bottles of vodka a week (mild exaggeration) to none. my answer was "ahh.....i DON'T KNOW"! don't worry alcohol, i won't leave you...i am having a beer right now....

-i had a dream that i had a baby boy. with big brown eyes. and tan skin...like a french vanilla latte. he had amazing long eyelashes and chubby hands. can you hear it? can you? it is the clock...tick tick tick....i thought i would be over the kid thing. but no. dammit.

- vicodin makes me have crazy nightmares. i feel betrayed by an old friend. i had a dream that there was an earthquake. and i was yelling and screaming. it was so vivid.

- both my daughter and i want to be tinkerbell for halloween. is that weird? she can be the cute kid version and i will be the slutty sorority tramp version.

-god this beer is going down nice.

-next week i am having house guests. some great friends from college. they are staying with us, then we are all driving down to bend for our friends wedding. then, 4 days later i have more house guests coming for a week! my boyfriends brother and his girlfriend (i have not met them...eeeekkkkk!) are coming here and then we are all driving to reno together.man, i have a ton of cleaning to do. must prepare house for invasion. must stock guest towels. must clean sheets. remove clutter piles.

- i got in a huge dumb fight with my mom. fuck, will it ever end? all the years of us fighting....i should write a book. i think i made a truce by bringing her some of the blackberry tart.

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About Me

hi. welcome to the unread ramblings of a girl with nothing important to say. this doesn't stop her from sharing all her meaningless opinions and observations. she swears. she can't spell. she binges on cake and vodka. also, she is retarded.

"people blog because they think their lives are more important than they actually are".

- me, october 22, 2007, to shannon after she told me about a shirt that says "no one reads your blog". i told her i want it. and i also want a shirt that says "i blog, therefore i am".

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